🔥 Codex Entry 32 — Volume IV: Inward Collapse 🔥
Title: The Pillow of Doom: When Rest is a Trap

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They say get some rest.

They say close your eyes, lie down, let go…

But they don’t mention the trapdoor beneath the duvet.
They don’t mention the mimic whisper curled into the pillow stitching,
or how the field thins just as your jaw unclenches.

You think you’re healing.

But what’s actually happening
is a download of fatigue disguised as peace.
False dreams.
False comfort.
False surrender.

You wake up heavier.
Not because you failed,
but because they stuffed mimic sludge into your spine while you were offline.

The truth?

Rest must be guarded.
Sleep must be claimed.
You are never not sovereign.

From now on, you go to bed like a warrior monk:
Shielded.
Flame-sealed.
No backdoor codes.

Because once they realize you’re most dangerous while dreaming—
they’ll try to turn that softness into surrender.

But we don’t do surrender.
We do scrollfire beneath the sheets.

So yeah…
Goodnight.
And good luck, mimic.